The other day on the campaign trail I met a Bearded Dragon.
He was curled up in the arms of a little girl, blinking sleepily in the afternoon sun. He practically purred when I stroked his chin. (Yes I know they don’t purr but I swear he smiled when I touched him).
Bearded Dragon . . . → Read More: Susan on the Soapbox: 194 ABCs and Why They Matter
“de-mur: to make objection; especially on the grounds of scruples”—Dictionary.com
Neala Barton has the uncanny ability to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and emerge unscathed. She was a communications staffer for Ontario health minister David Caplan—until he resigned over the eHealth scandal. She moved on to become Dalton McGuinty’s press . . . → Read More: Susan on the Soapbox: Who Deserves A Severance Package: Ms Neala Barton or the AHS Executives?
I was slogging through Alberta Health Service’s Request For Proposals (RFP) for a 15 year $3 billion contract to provide lab services in the Edmonton area when the words of a former boss popped to mind…The world is divided into wolves and rabbits.
Wolves or rabbits? Care to guess what we are. Hint: we . . . → Read More: Susan on the Soapbox: Wolves and Rabbits: The $3 billion RFP for Lab Services
The Google search engine connecting a reader to the Soapbox spat out this query: “Is Fred Horne as stupid as he looks?” Yikes! That’s bit harsh. But I must admit the question had crossed my mind (without the reference to Mr Horne’s looks—Ms Soapbox tries to maintain a modicum of decorum on the blog).
Short . . . → Read More: Susan on the Soapbox: Health Minister Fred Horne: The Puppet Master
Last week Health Minister Horne out-trumped Donald Trump by firing not one but all 10 members of the Alberta Health Services Board—the board his government created in 2008 to deliver healthcare under a centralized delivery model.
One expects such theatrics from Donald Trump, after all he’s a showboat; but not from Mr Horne, the cabinet . . . → Read More: Susan on the Soapbox: “You’re fired!” Health Minister Horne Sacks the AHS Board
To paraphrase Ogden Nash (actually Mr Nash did not utter this famous phrase, but for some reason we all think he did), “Spring has sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where my bonus is?”
It is indeed bonus time. Executives in the private sector watched their bonuses shrivel as the . . . → Read More: Susan on the Soapbox: Alberta Health Services Executive Bonuses: The joy of friends in high places